Chapter 130 A Place You Can Never Escape From (Chapter 130)

Tsk, this move again.

Almost at the moment Dumbledore's voice sounded, Elena seemed to have expected it. She lay down on the ground without any image, successfully avoiding the petrification curse that passed over her head.

Ever since she failed to escape in the Slytherin common room a month ago, Elena had already simulated countless emergency plans in her mind for getting into trouble again in the past few days. In the snake-badger match in the morning, some practical and effective practical experience was accumulated.

"The same moves are useless to me! Besides, I can do it too!"

Quickly getting up from the ground, Elena turned around, quickly pulled out her wand and pointed it at the somewhat surprised Dumbledore. She flicked her wrist and read loudly without showing any signs of weakness.

"Petrificus Totalus"

Um? !

When the spell failed, Dumbledore raised his eyebrows and waved his wand casually. A piece of transparent armor instantly appeared in front of him, easily resisting the attacks from the front...the front...nothing happened in front of him.

After Elena pulled out her wand and recited the spell, she ran away without looking back and almost disappeared at the end of the stairs.

The little Veela of mixed blood had a pretty good idea of ​​how much she weighed. She didn't think her poor little magic power could have any impact on Dumbledore.

After all, she had calculated everything, and she had only been exposed to magic for less than three days. She was already considered a genius girl if she could master a fluorescent flicker through self-study.

For complicated spells like the Petrification Curse, she even relied on her previous life's demerits to pronounce them, so that she could barely imitate Dumbledore's emphasis on pronouncing them in order to delay them for a few seconds through bluffing.

As for standing there and letting go? That would be even more impossible.

Elena doesn't think that the rigid-thinking elderly people can understand the good intentions she put in to eliminate the disputes between the colleges - the conscience of heaven and earth. She did take the initiative to persuade Marcus and Seth in order to eliminate the conflicts as much as possible. Derek renewed his agreement for a fair fight between men and men.

God knows where this spicy old carrot heard the news. She didn't want to get spanked again just after school started.

"If you think about it carefully, judging from the group fights in the two houses in the morning, the surveillance system on the Hogwarts campus is not fully covered. Even the principal cannot fully control all situations in the school. This is also not the case in the original book. It has been verified in less subsequent plots.”

Compared with those irrational people who blindly boast that Dumbledore is omniscient and omnipotent, in the eyes of those true fans, the only time when Dumbledore truly controlled the overall situation was the Philosopher's Stone incident in Harry Potter's first year.

Whether it was the accidental release of the basilisk, or the secret that Sirius revealed after escaping from prison; whether it was Voldemort's resurrection and return, or the subsequent escape from the Ministry of Magic's control; or even the curse in the Resurrection Stone that forced him to face the crisis in advance. Death was clearly not Dumbledore's prearranged plan.

In fact, in Elena's view, Dumbledore's wisdom is more reflected in his good response to emergencies and the preparation of endless back-ups to increase the fault tolerance rate and the possibility of success as much as possible to guide subsequent actions. Development trends of major events.

Elena glanced back behind her. She could no longer see the light in Dumbledore's office, nor the footsteps following him. She felt slightly relieved. According to her speculation, she was at least half sure that she could run out of the principal's office. You can reach the highest level of hide and seek - you don't even know where you are hiding.

If it didn't work, she stripped naked and lay back on Hermione's bed in the Gryffindor girls' dormitory - anyway, Hermione had already told her the password to the Gryffindor common room this morning.

Elena still couldn't believe that Dumbledore, at such an old age, would still take the risk of losing his life, be so shameless as to force his way into the girls' dormitory and pull up a poor, helpless, and weak first-year girl.

Glancing at the bright light at the exit in front, Elena rolled her eyes proudly, and her pace quickened a bit. Whether you calculate mentally or not, victory is natural.

"Hmph, spicy old carrot, it's amazing that you can do magic. Didn't you still let me run away..."

"Yes, magic is indeed amazing."

A familiar voice sounded from not far in front of Elena.

Eh! ? ?

Elena raised her head when she heard the sound and looked around, her delicate little face couldn't help but be stunned.

What she saw in front of her was not the corridor on the eighth floor of the castle as she had imagined, but another warm square room that she had just seen a while ago - the Hogwarts principal's office.

The walls on both sides were covered with portraits of the former principals of Hogwarts, both male and female. Many people opened their eyes and admired Elena's stunned expression with great interest while whispering. Discussing something.

Directly in front of Elena, Dumbledore stood quietly, seemingly not moving a step.

Gulu...

Elena swallowed, with a hint of stubbornness on her face. Before Dumbledore could speak, she turned around and walked through the wooden door of the office, running out again.

He ran all the way along the stairs of the stone corridor outside the principal's office. When he exited, he looked up and saw the figure of Dumbledore.

Turn around, leave, look up, and return to the starting point.

No matter how many times Elena tried, she seemed to be trapped in the legendary ghost wall, and could never leave the principal's office through the corridor, as if both ends of the corridor were connected to the same address.

"Huh, huh, why..."

Elena asked while squeezing her knees and breathing heavily.

During the whole process, she didn't feel any sign of magic at all. As for magic mirroring, she had already tried it, and she did return to the same starting point every time.

"The stairs in Hogwarts will change. I think you should have known this for a long time. And this is just a trivial magical use of magic. No matter how many times you try, you will end up returning to this room. Here. If you want to learn, I can teach you later."

The old man rubbed the wand in his hand, looked at her with a half-smile, and answered somewhat inscrutably.

Sure enough, it's not some black technology magic like opening a space gate or modifying the coordinates of the relative universe.

Stairs that change? No matter where you start, you will inevitably return to the starting point?

The girl looked behind her thoughtfully, then at Dumbledore in front of her, and carefully recalled the entire experience again, when a familiar name suddenly crossed her mind.

"I see!"

Elena swallowed, shook her head slowly, and looked at Dumbledore with fiery eyes.

"This is not just magic, this is mathematics! If I guess correctly, Professor Dumbledore, you have arranged a magic version of the Möbius Ring on the stairs in front of the principal's office, right?!"

Dumbledore:? ? ?

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